Stacy Cantrell Art

Yarn, Hooks, Thread 

In a realm of threads, where fibers entwine,
A craft of patience, my devotions align.
With hooks that dance in my hands of art,
A collection of stitches, my visions to impart. 

In the rhythmic cadence of yarn, my tale unfolds,
Each loop builds a story, ardently told. 
A sculptor of fibers, my hands so deft,
Crafting my dreams in each fibrous cleft

As colors converge in a woven embrace, 
The fabric of life becomes textured space.
A symphony of passion, a song from my heart,
Crocheting a tale that will never depart.

Through the tapestry of time, a labor of love,
Crocheting moments only my soul can speak of.
The tools of my craft, the essence in my head
An extension of me, yarn, hooks, thread.

– Stacy Cantrell